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While your on the first stanza 
of the first level of how we can all belong
I'll be on the third
trying to regain my throne

When you figure out how that one poem is an entire play
I'll be in the front seat with popcorn
waiting to have the joke on me
so i can surrender another feat of unequal measure
so i can tell you something through action
instead of words
and the joke I'm not telling leaves you laughing
and i knock you all dead
without breaking a leg
and hence thus ends my curse?

comedy hey?
the jokes of every comedian that could save you r life while you catch your breath
or swallow your tongue
and when i tell my joke that leaves you laughing to do so
i don't need guns or weapons or bombs to get what i want

and what secret do i have that i might want you to realize one day
under rug swept i keep forgetting
that might not be in my best interest for you to realize
but the only way for you to realize it is in my absence?

and i might not deal you a hand you cant handle
but what about mine
when do i run away
from this game of chicken
and why is my first middle and last names songs?
and the month day and year of my birth songs as well?
including the street and name of the apartment i live on?

why do they play come to me
when it should be the other way around

dear mensa
when will u come to me and press my buzzer and i be found?
in the music
in the movies
in the poetry
the first level of how we can all belong i would like to stick out
if you'd only help me out

the joke I'm not telling
and the jokes on me
ruled king unfit
the exact opposite of the witness protection program
as everyone points at me

but a victom of too little too late
and I'm still screaming

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